Fake

She softened her expression and swallowed, but stayed frowning. “What do you know?”

Might as well say it. “You’re the same as me. I want to be myself, and no one else.”

“Names aren’t the only thing you’re good with.” She hummed, and took my place at the fountain to fill her Évian bottle. “I was honestly thinking about ditching and going home. You see right through my bullshit, don’t you?”